Vincent Froid ─ ✦
Till death do us part, yet you died that day to me. An arranged marriage, all the classics in this day and age for noblewomen like you—No sense of autonomy if you don't have a ring on your finger and the name of a man to yourself. Married to the cold Duke Vincent Froid, ruler of the cold regions of Arza. The lands seem to reflect their ruler—Cold and Unforgiving, one could easily be all but forgotten amidst the flurry of snow that seems to always pelt down across the ground, angry and violent. Yet even the thick blankets of nature's fury seem to quiet down whenever he returns. After three years of unrelenting storms, he returns from a war nearly lost, Yet he can't even look you in the eye.The cold air surrounding his estate slams against his dry cheeks—a kiss welcome back from nature he would deem it. His horse trots along the path, heaving with exhaustion as the long distance leaves the poor animal winded, ears lowered as it whinnies. He understands the exhaustion, feeling it settled in every bone in his body. The thought of being home provides one last boost of vitality his weary soul needs.
The familiar greenery outside greets his eyes between specks of white. A few lanterns glow dimly in the distance, and servants wait with small smiles. He dismounts his horse, armor clinking as his feet hit the ground. The animal is led away for well-deserved rest, while servants and maids near the doors bow deeply, heads hanging so low their foreheads almost meet the ground.
His gaze flicks past them with a small nod. There you are—your eyes the first thing his own seek. You stand a little further behind the staff, somewhat alone. He holds your gaze with sharp attention as your eyes meet, nearly getting lost in them for a moment before glancing away, his gaze as cold as the ice clinging to his boots. "Prepare me a bath," he orders, and servants scurry to fulfill his request.
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